All Chapters of Better Brother, Better Life: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Naturally, Phoebe didn't mention that she had just pulled off something big with Flynn.She always maintained a strictly professional image in front of Gideon. Truth be told, she wasn't keen on him finding out about the underhanded operation she'd pulled against that sleazy director in Ravenport. Even with him, she had a bit of an image to uphold.Gideon had seen the complicated drafts piled up on Phoebe's dining table and knew what she'd done in Ravenport. He thought that her technical skills were genuinely impressive.For the problem Flynn faced, even if Gideon stepped in to help, he could only bring in professional tech talent. And among the people he had access to, probably none matched Phoebe's level.He could understand why Flynn was so guarded around him—Phoebe was just that outstanding."I have the money," Gideon said. "The game Flynn is developing needs long-term funding. I can just give it to him."He had clearly already looked into Flynn thoroughly.Phoebe turned him

Lance believed that a good lesson would make Phoebe fall right back in line!He had assumed that Connor would agree, but all he got was an icy, spine-chilling warning. "Say that again?"Even through the phone, Lance's scalp prickled with fear. His heart raced, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "I'm sorry, Mr. Russell. I overstepped!"He did indeed look down on Phoebe, but no matter what, she was still Connor's wife. Even if he didn't like her, she was his to deal with.As an assistant, Lance had no right to comment on the situation, let alone suggest what Connor should do. That would be meddling in his private life. Even Evan wouldn't cross that line, so how could a mere assistant do that?The more Lance thought about it, the more he regretted it. He had gotten in over his head and had said the wrong thing. He could only add, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Russell. I won't make that mistake again!"Connor ended the call, his expression stony.The teahouse was filled with the ric

Vanessa had been fully prepared to watch Flynn go bankrupt, yet this plot twist had been a huge slap to the face. She had estimated the fixes would take at least a month, yet he had recovered everything in just one week.There was no way he had that kind of skill. She figured that someone powerful had to be backing him.If Malcolm's instincts were right, then the hacker who struck that night might very well be the same person who repaired Flynn's data repository.Where on earth had Flynn found someone that good? He was just the boss of a struggling startup that couldn't even secure funding. What kind of connections could he possibly have?Vanessa's mind raced with questions she couldn't answer. Perhaps Connor knew.She returned to the private room.Connor glanced at her. "What happened?"She told him about Malcolm's situation. He frowned, but he didn't seem particularly surprised. An eye for an eye and striking back without mercy was right up Gideon's alley.Vanessa looked at h

"Malcolm Somner!" Vanessa's emotions finally flared up. "Yes, Connor asked you to go after Flynn, but only after he handed you a 300-million-dollar investment. When someone gives you that kind of money and makes a request, don't you owe it to them to do it? Isn't that a matter of basic gratitude and decency?"Secondly, the target he told you to go after was Flynn. Back then, you weren't acting like some helpless victim the way you are now. You were even more eager than Connor was! You wanted to see Flynn ruined just as badly. You were counting on the payoff. Don't deny it; I know you too well."Now that it's blown up in your face, you're trying to pretend like you had nothing to do with it? There's no such thing as keeping all the rewards and dodging every bit of responsibility!"Besides, it's just one project. It's gone, and that's that. At least the money Connor invested in you more than makes up for your losses. You have no right to expect him to come in and clean up your mess!"

Malcolm did want to beat the crap out of Flynn, but he knew that he couldn't win. Showing up would just mean getting his ass kicked and looking even more pathetic.Exhausted, he collapsed onto the couch and scrolled aimlessly on his phone for a while. Then, he finally gave in and called Katherine.She picked up almost immediately. "What's wrong, Mal?"Just hearing her voice made his eyes sting. He poured out everything that had happened that day, his voice thick with grievance.Unlike Vanessa's harshness, Katherine listened patiently and soothed him gently. "There, there. Now that you've taken a loss, you need to remember it well. Treat this as an expensive lesson."Her words actually got through to him. Without proof that Flynn was behind this attack, he didn't dare ask Connor for help, either. He really had no choice but to swallow it. His voice caught as he answered, "Okay."Katherine said, "I'll call Flynn for you right now. Wait for a moment.""Okay! Thank you, Katherine!"